history channel documentary "Goodness yes," I said in answer (doing whatever it takes not to demonstrate my apprehensiveness, but rather not having any desire to lose the chance of her goodwill if I require it), "that is more than ok..." I added to the remark, and I didn't exactly realize what else to say, I was frantic at all the French individuals on the grounds that the server had the nerve to kick me and my young men out of the bistro range in Strasbourg, yet I figure she was compensating for his terrible conduct. I had advised her point-clear, I had aims of staying in Strasbourg, however was to irate to, so I basically purchased tickets to wherever the train went in France, to have the capacity to say, I was in France (it would be my first trek to France, in later years I'd returned four times, yet never back to Haguenau), and they said next stop was Haguenau, that is, a city with a lodging in it (the township had maybe approximately 20,000 to 25,000-occupants).
The train halted, it was 8:30 PM, and the kind French woman, who talked some English, slurred and broken, took me and my young men to the lodging. It was bolted as she said it would be, and she thumped hard on the entryway, somebody came and looked however the peephole of the entryway, they saw her, and opened the entryway,
Furthermore, we did, and I had a brew with the colleagues just to show them I was OK by them, and agreeable, before setting off to the room. At that point I went to our room, and shockingly we had a fine jug of wine in a silver pail with ice, and three huge sandwiches of ham and cheddar, on dull bread. The note read in English,
"Compliment of your companions and this inn!"
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